[ Perhaps with him as her teacher, she would take more to her studies than she had in the past. Or perhaps if he were to begin instructing her, she would be too focused on asking him questions about history or any other subject that has caught his fancy, because if she is being honest, she has grown fond of listening to him talk. Not that she has yet to admit that to anyone.
And as for their closeness, she knows that she is every bit as fond of it as he seems to be. ]
Maybe... Maybe it could become more than like. [ And even though she rarely blushes, a hint of red creeps up her neck at that particular admission. She squeezes his hand as shyly as it is possible for her to be.
But at his next question, she shakes her head, doing her best to push away the churning emotions inside and forcing a smile for his benefit. ]
Oh, I'm all right. As well as anyone can be, isn't that right? [ And knowing everything that he and the others who live here have gone through, she feels even more like she has to insist on being fine. ]
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And as for their closeness, she knows that she is every bit as fond of it as he seems to be. ]
Maybe... Maybe it could become more than like. [ And even though she rarely blushes, a hint of red creeps up her neck at that particular admission. She squeezes his hand as shyly as it is possible for her to be.
But at his next question, she shakes her head, doing her best to push away the churning emotions inside and forcing a smile for his benefit. ]
Oh, I'm all right. As well as anyone can be, isn't that right? [ And knowing everything that he and the others who live here have gone through, she feels even more like she has to insist on being fine. ]